You treat me like a princess,
I feel like a goddess,
Then I find out there's others.
I always know you were a flirt,
But I never recognized that truth,
I now see that you're not satisfied by one,
But you're satisfied by the attention of many.
There's one problem though,
The thing I'd like to deny the most,
I behave the same,
I treat them like gods,
And leave them when I know I have them,
Breaking hearts along the way,
Truly we are one in the same.
*if you don't mind let me know what you think. Thanks.
